There was a bang - deftly opened the second bottle of champagne.

- Are you enjoying it? a half-drunk baritone sounded.

She laughed softly, casting a sly glance over her shoulder.

- You know ... - alcohol saturated the blood, making you enjoy every millisecond, - this is a dream. Walk along the sea in a magnificent wedding dress. But without consequences.

"No consequences," he repeated quietly and caught up, adjusting to her lazy pace. “Does that mean you’re afraid of making a fool of yourself for such a walk?”

She left the ringleader unanswered and unobtrusively took the bottle.

- Or without consequences in the form of marriage? -...